This is a poem that was inspired by the bronze statue of Wilfred Owen MC, a first world war poet from Oswestry. I wrote about this famous poet in chapter two "Wrexham to the English Border".
An Anthem in Bronze
A statue sculptured by the skilful
Hands of a Turner.
There is nothing strange
Meeting this poet through a letter.
Reaching down to touch
All of our hearts.
Waring worlds put into verse.
He fought his battle with
Gun, pen and sword.
The Military Cross
Was a fitting reward.
In remembrance,
A bronze stands proudly
Never to be forgotten,
Our heads shall be bowed.
The following is a snippet from the second chapter.
"Wilfred Owen was born in the town, he was known as the First World War Poet, there's a park
named after him that includes a labyrinth, which is regarded to be one of the
largest in the world, in the town centre you can find a stone bench and plaque
dedicated to the poet"
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